Cholera:
Ha ha, how good is the wine!
Ha ha, how hot it makes me!
I will leave the scythe
And dance the flamenco!
Gil Blas:
Ha ha, suck that egg!
Ha ha, how ugly you are!
You come here for wool,
I’m going to shear you!
(Gil Blas, Madrid, 1865)

Cholera:
Ha ha, how good is the wine!
Ha ha, how hot it makes me!
I will leave the scythe
And dance the flamenco!
Gil Blas:
Ha ha, suck that egg!
Ha ha, how ugly you are!
You come here for wool,
I’m going to shear you!
(Gil Blas, Madrid, 1865)
